Beginnings and endings
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Go where true loves goes Sail where true love flows For there you will find Peace of mind And all flows lead to Rome You can read it in their eyes They will tell no lies You are Welcome Home
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Home, they say, is where the heart is When it's burned to ashes, memories lost Family portraits disproportionately amiss Survived through the flames, but at what cost?
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Cost invested to level walls We put up around our hearts Will never be invested wrong From the ashes will arise The treasure of our Love, our Home We have been hiding for too long
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Long, long way Leads to your door, Where hands of love Are greeting sun. Long and lonely But at the end Waits the flight of butterflies.
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Butterflies Larvae transformed Freed from the ties By wings newly formed Not bound to the earth Fly high in the sky It?s a rebirth Not wondering why
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Wilhamina... I really like that one Why o why do birds fly high Fly so high up in the sky In my dreams I am that bird Soaring far without a word Looking down on all below Warmed by the sun, it?s golden glow I?m now awake, but feel the dream I spread my wings and soar?..Hello-o-
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(Thanx love2travel I fell in love with this thread and I am just trying.) Hello-o-... ello-o-... I can hear your echo-o-... It comes from far From beyond that star Please wait for me We will both be free For fly I can I am Peter Pan
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I love this thread too... it's fun Peter Pan my name is Wendy I?ll look for you up in the sky You can fly?well so can I Let?s fly away?let?s fly so high High above the clouds below Flying through a big rainbow High above a lovely hedgerow High above a fragrant meadow I would like to fly away On a lovely sunny day...
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(You're welcome, to both of you. I turned it into it's poetic awesomness...) (@wilhamina: I really like your style of poetry. Reminds me of my own. @love2travel: nice to see you 'round here once more! @Kiriwana & Ninja: waihaithar! @hey_kittay: I am ever humbled with *your* poetry.) Day shifts to night and the bird takes flight living their dream ever searching for their moon beam. (Me and my moon beams! I luffles them! -huggles moon beams- they hold our dreams)
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(Nice to see you again, CG.) Beams of each colour Shine the same And no one can say they don't When their light Fills our world With lovely glee of rainbow.
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(I know we owe it all to you, Crossover Genius; I really love this, so thank you ) Rainbow with your colours bright To see your arc high in the sky Is such a delight If I could fly I would fly to the top, Slide down with mirth And take a hop To put my feet back here on earth
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Thanks CG.... we do owe all our poetic fun time to you!! YAY Earth so blue, from outer space Home to all the human race I pray each day for Peace on Earth Wait patiently for Spiritual Birth Turn from the dark, look toward the joy, It?s there? just look? and you will find A smile, a hand? it?s someone kind Keep Hope and Faith in your back pocket Keep some Love inside your locket The rest of Love please pass it on Love Peace Compassion is now in fashion ~Aloha to all~
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(it is inspiring, isn't it ) Fashion shows, world of glitter and glamour Looking for beauty at the outside of our skin A world alas deaf for the clamor True beauty can only be found within
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Within us and without us... Whatever does that mean? Synonymous with the Tide, It Rises and Falls, By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. (meh? Not so poetic today...but The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls is my favorite poem *ever*) ( ops
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(hi everyone...not feeling poetic either, but had a 'thought.' yes, thankyou CG! ) Falls into my outstretched arms The Bear with gentle kind ways And charm, Having waited so very long How could I not whisper, 'I do love you too.' To say otherwise would simply be untrue.
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Untrue is the lie I told, It really was his fault, I slapped his arm, too, Violent and gross, Simply rude. (See Because Thread for reference...)
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Rude seems to walk alone In the embrace of the whisper, Violent to look without seeing And coward to lie in moan.
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Moan of pain when child is born During labour very hard Child cries out, feeling left forlorn Separated from his mother?s guard But before there is true mourn They ?re reunited heart by heart
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That was very beautiful wilhamina.... a beautiful picture in words Heart is the temple Where Love does reside Heart is the beauty Of which you can?t hide Heart is the home Within lies the truth Heart is the fountain Of caring and giving Heart is the soul Who sings loud and clear Heart is the center Of living and being
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Being as light as a feather Laying in a field of heather My soul floats up to the stars Travelling in the Divine Loop Here there is no Time Male and female energies intertwine.